He would have to remember to ask Nic about it.
It was fortunate for him and Riley, that Max was still young enough to not need a long talk about it. If his son had been a teenager or even a couple of years older, then it might have been a little different.
Besides, Grayson had a feeling Max would have no issues with calling Riley papa. That was probably the conversation they should be having.
“Hugs,” Max squealed happily.
“Well?” Grayson fixed Riley with a stare, “the kid gets it.”
Riley walked slowly, almost tentatively into Grayson’s arms. Grayson sighed when he had his arms full of both his guys.
“Perfect.”
Grayson knew he probably had a goofy smile on his face but he didn’t care. His son and his omega in his arms, was his definition of perfect.
* * *
Spending the day with Riley and Max had been perfect. Even though all they had done was play with Max in the pool, he’d had fun showing Riley just how good a swimmer he was. It was so perfect, it could have been a montage scene in a movie.
When Max had gotten tired, Riley had warmed up dinner for all of them, and then they had watched a video while snuggling on the couch. Until it was time for bed.
Now Max was in bed, and Riley was waiting for Grayson in the bedroom. He’d had a good talk with Max, and his kid was all for Riley.
Riley was the best, Max had told him.
His son had good taste. Because Riley was the best. And apparently, Max wanted Riley to be his papa. Like Jai and Nic were Nix and Cameron’s daddy and papa.
Grayson really needed to ask Nic what conversation he’d had with Max, because his son understood way more than he should.
All that mattered was that Max was onboard.
Grayson walked from Max’s room straight into Riley’s. The only time he spent in his room anymore, was when he went to his closet to pick out his work clothes.
“Hey,” Grayson said. His eyes roaming over a freshly showered Riley, “You could have waited, I would have washed your back.”
Grayson loved that even after all the time they’d been spending together, Riley could still blush when Grayson mentioned anything remotely sexual.
“I’ll jump in the shower and be out in a second,” Gray said.
Riley nodded, Gray took off his clothes and could feel Riley’s eyes on him the whole time.
When he was completely naked, he turned and met Riley’s gaze head-on. Riley blushed and looked away. They couldn’t have that now, could they? Grayson walked over to the side of the bed with Riley in it. His omega was doing his best imitation at being a statue, “You can look all you want. It’s all yours,” Grayson said.
Instead of lifting Riley’s face to meet his, Grayson waited until Riley did so himself.
The omega looked up slowly, and Grayson felt every place Riley’s gaze landed like a caress. By the time Riley made it to Grayson’s eyes, his cock was hard and leaking. Riley held Grayson’s eyes for a moment before his scrutiny darted back down to the alpha’s erect cock.
Riley’s small pink tongue darted out and he licked his lips, the tiny action making Grayson groan and had his dick going to full mast.
The hunger in Riley's eyes when their gazes met again, had Grayson deciding his shower could come later.
Grayson leaned down and kissed Riley, a firm, deep kiss.
He pulled the duvet off, to see Riley dressed in loose pajama pants and a t-shirt that had what looked like a band logo—not that he cared right now what it was.
He kissed down Riley’s neck, before pausing to take off the t-shirt, Riley lifting his arms up without question.
Riley also started shifting from side to side, trying to take his pants off. Grayson laughed, “Let me.” Riley stopped and Grayson pulled them off for him.
Grayson kissed his way up Riley’s thighs, spreading them as he went, until he got to Riley’s flushed leaking cock.
Grayson blew on the head of Riley’s cock making his omega shiver, before swirling around the tip, licking up the precum with a hum.
“Delicious.”
All he could hear was Riley’s whimpering and moaning and it spurred him on to swallow Riley’s cock whole.
“Ahhhh, please,” Riley begged, as Grayson worked him with his mouth.
Grayson pulled Riley’s cheeks apart, revealing his pretty pink hole, already slick and clenching.
Riley gasped as Grayson swiped his tongue from bottom to top, before going back to blow softly on his omega’s hole, then diving back in, circling and probing with his tongue.
Grayson took his time eating Riley out, until his omega was a whimpering, begging mess, his arms and leg shaking, then pressed the tip of one finger into Riley’s weeping needy hole.
“More alpha, please,” Riley begged.
Grayson would never stop being turned on at the sound of Riley’s voice calling him alpha.
“So ready for me,” Grayson said, as he inserted one finger and Riley’s hole sucked him in, his whimpers filling Grayson’s ears.
Grayson pulled out his fingers. He swallowed Riley’s cock down in one go and when his omega started begging again, he reinserted his finger, twisting it slightly, grazing Riley’s prostate.
Riley was so wet from his slick gushing from his hole. Grayson added a second finger, scissoring them, stretching him, then quickly added a third, making Riley buck and moan, his words no longer making sense.
The omega was desperate since Grayson only let him get close to the edge, but wouldn’t let him over.
Riley planted his feet and used them to gain purchase, while fucking himself against Grayson’s fingers.
The sight of Riley’s hole stretched wide with his fingers, had Grayson’s cock hard enough to pound nails. He moved up Riley’s body and took his lips in a kiss. At the same time he aligned his cock with Riley’s hole and pushed in.
“Fuck, so fucking tight. And hot, and wet.” Grayson shuddered as he slid home.
As much as he had stretched Riley, the young man was still so fucking tight around Grayson’s cock, “So good.”
Riley’s nails dug into Grayson’s back as his hole enveloped the alpha in a tight embrace.
Grayson felt complete as their bodies joined. There was always this overwhelming sense of rightness, and completion whenever he was connected to Riley, and today was no different.
Riley begged Grayson to move.
“Please, alpha,” Riley whisper-moaned, while trying to fuck himself on Grayson’s cock.
However, Grayson wasn’t going to be rushed. There was something perfect about the slow, unhurried pace of sex outside heat that he loved.
Seeing Riley’s need for him outside the heat and pheromone-induced lust was mesmerizing. It was pleasure shared, not bartered. It was give and receive.
Grayson savored every gasp, every moan, every plea out of his omega’s mouth. The heat and pleasure reflected in Riley’s eyes.
“Gray…” Riley said, his voice breathy, Grayson’s name sounding like a plea.
He started to thrust slowly, making Riley moan and gasp, his nails digging into the skin of Grayson’s back, spurring him on. His thrusts started out slow at first, drawing the pleasure out, but then Grayson sped up, his hips pistoning out of Riley’s body, making sure to hit his omega’s prostate on every downward thrust
“Shi— Alph— fuuuuu—Gray.”
Grayson loved Riley’s abandon, the way he gave and received pleasure without holding anything back.
It wasn’t just the sex, it was in everything he did. In the way he took care of Max, the way his eyes lit up with pleasure whenever Grayson walked in the room. He loved everything that made up this wonderful man.
“Come now,” Grayson instructed, and Riley’s body jerked as cum shot across his chest, his hole clenching around Grayson’s cock.
Grayson continued thrusting his hips, wanting to wring every last drop of pleasure from his omega’s body.
Grayson sped up
his thrusts, this time wrapping his hands around Riley’s sensitive cock.
“No, please…” Riley whimpered, shaking his head, “T-too much.”
“Just right,” Grayson said instead, and took Riley’s lips in a kiss.
Riley clutched at the sheets beneath him, his discomfort quickly morphing into arousal as his cock started to grow in Grayson’s fist. Riley shut his eyes tight, his words disappearing as he gave himself over to the sensation.
Grayson felt his orgasm coming, and focused on the tightness of Riley’s body, gripping him, the heat. He thrust as hard as he could into Riley gradually increasing speed. Grayson’s arousal was spurred on by the cries of ecstasy coming from his omega’s lips. He felt his balls draw up tight, his vision began to whiten around the edges, as he exploded into Riley.
“Come again, now,” Grayson instructed with one final thrust, pushing his knot inside Riley. His omega’s mouth opened in a silent scream his eyes squeezed shut, as he came again. His body clenching Grayson like it never wanted to let go.
“Perfect. So fucking perfect.” Grayson praised, as Riley’s body seized and shook with the strength his release, though, this time there was less cum from his body.
Riley’s body went slack beneath Grayson’s, his eyes still tightly shut, like he needed a moment before letting the outside world in again.
When Riley finally opened his eyes, the look in them still a little bit dazed, all Grayson said was, “Hey.”
The smile that curved his omega’s mouth was perfect as Riley replied, “Hi.”
“Absolutely perfect,” Grayson murmured, before placing a sweet kiss on Riley’s lips.
27
Riley
The cold porcelain of the bathroom sink pressed against Riley’s forehead as he leaned against it, his stomach still heaving from its fifth, or maybe sixth, early-morning upset in as many days.
After a minute of doing nothing but breathing, he tentatively stood.
A small twinge of nausea hit him, but he was able to control it.
As unpleasant as this new early morning ritual had become, if it meant what Riley thought it did, then he wasn’t about to complain.
He stared at the box which contained the small white stick that would give him all the information he needed, then just like he had the past couple of days, he put the test back in its hiding place without taking it.
It was almost six weeks since his heat, and for the last few days Riley had woken up every morning, feeling the need to go running and worship at the altar of the porcelain gods.
It had started with him feeling a little tired and run down. Spending time with Max was taking more out of him than it usually did.
Then one day, the smell of a tuna mayo sandwich Riley was making for Max for his lunch had him turn green. The wave of nausea it evoked was so swift, it took him completely by surprise.
He’d thrust the bowl of tuna away and staggered backwards, breathing in and out deeply, the stench of ingredients making his empty stomach heave.
That was when Riley had an inkling, well more than an inkling of what it could be. He didn’t want to get his hopes up—or Grayson’s.
So, he had made sure to be very quiet when he made his morning trips to the bathroom, and had picked up a pregnancy test on the way back from one of his and Max’s park days.
Since he was an early riser, he had already had his shower and cleaned his teeth, so Grayson was unaware of Riley’s suspicions that his heat would lead to a baby, and their family expanding.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to share it with his alpha, he just didn’t want to get his hopes up, just in case Riley had eaten some bad chicken, or something equally as stupid, or maybe he’d just picked up something at the park from one of the kids.
Not that there was any such thing as bad chicken since he’d moved in with Grayson, but still, he would rather be a hundred percent certain before he got Grayson’s hopes up, or even his.
That was the reason he hadn't taken the test yet, even though he’d had it for several days. If it turned out negative, well, Riley needed a couple of hours more of holding on to a dream come true.
“So are you gonna take the test or not?” Luca asked on the phone, interrupting Riley’s thinking.
Riley hadn’t seen Luca since a week or so after he moved in with Grayson. They had kept up with the texting, but that was it. Somehow Luca always seemed to have an excuse whenever Riley invited him over. The only good thing was he knew for sure Luca was no longer with the alpha douchebag. So, he was giving his friend the time he needed, and without Riley living at his old building, phone calls were his only way of talking to Luca.
“I will, soon, but we were not talking about me. Stop changing the subject.”
“I’m fine. Stop worrying, gosh. I promise I’ll come over to your mansion soon,” Luca teased.
“I miss my friend, so I will not stop worrying,” Riley insisted.
“You’re gonna make me emosh, stop it,” Lucas said, and it wasn’t Riley's imagination, his voice was getting choked up.
“Hey, you okay Luc. You know I’ve got you if you need it,” Riley insisted.
“Is pregnancy making you sentimental already?” Luc teased, deflecting from the question.
“We don’t know that I’m pregnant,” Riley pointed out.
“Duh! That can be easily fixed. Take the test,” Luca said, “Do you want me to chant? Because I can totally make it into a chant.”
“Yeah, pass,” Riley laughed. “Fine, you win. I’ll take it. Later though.” Riley glanced at Max watching television. His attention completely focused on it.
Riley had cut down Max’s tv time, so his son always saw it as a treat now and it would take a miracle to get him to move.
“Text me, or call me when you do, yeah?” Luca said.
“I will, and promise me you’re fine,” Riley insisted.
“I am,” Luca replied, “gotta go though. Text with the results.” Luca added, then hung up before Riley could point out he hadn’t promised.
Riley knew that as long as Luca wasn’t with his douche of an alpha, he was safe, but he still sent a text quickly.
R: If I am preggos. You have to come see me. Can’t say no to a preggie can you?!
L: Take the test. Talk soon.
Right well, what else could Riley say to that? He would invite Luca over again, and if he didn’t show up? Well, Riley would… he wasn’t sure what he would do, but he would do something.
* * *
It was after he had put Max to bed and while he was waiting for Grayson to come home. It was one of his few late nights. Riley screwed up the courage to pull out the pregnancy test from the most clichéd hiding place ever—in a drawer beneath his t-shirts.
You can do this Riley. If it’s negative, then there’s always the next heat.
Although with as much sex as he and his alpha had been having, there was no need for Riley to be in heat.
Riley couldn’t help the sliver of arousal that crawled up his spine.
The memory of his alpha pushing into his body. How the man suckled at the spot on Riley’s neck, and held him close. The feeling of Grayson’s larger muscled body spread over him. He loved feeling his alpha’s weight on him.
Riley had to snap himself out of it, an erection while trying to take a pee test had uncomfortable written all over it.
Riley stared at the small white stick, excitement and fear warring for the top spot.
He had all the symptoms, so it had to be what he thought it was, Right?
His nipples were tender, Riley was tired all the time, he had burst into tears while watching cartoons with Max. So, it had to be. Right?
He stared at the stick for a moment longer until his bladder, was no longer having it. He had been drinking water the past hour to make sure that he had enough pee for the test.
Riley considered standing and holding the stick out but decided against it. He pulled his pants down and sat. Riley ripped the test open an
d took a deep breath, before holding the stick between his legs, making sure to hold it so he didn’t drop it in the toilet, then began to pee.
Riley had bought the packs with two tests in it and made sure to do both. When he was done, Riley picked up the blue plastic caps and stuck them over the sticks. He immediately pressed the start button of the countdown timer on his phone.
He stood, flushed the toilet and washed his hands, all while glancing at the timer from the side of his eye. Not that he needed to, since he’d made sure the volume on the alarm was super loud.
Riley couldn’t help thinking back to the first time he’d been through this. He had gone to the next town over to buy the test, and had waited till his parents were asleep to do the test.
That time he’d been filled with dread, and mild excitement too. This time there was more than mild excitement and certainly no dread, but he was still anxious. Where he had been praying for a negative result before, now he was hoping like all hell it was positive.
Wouldn’t it be just his luck of his prayers weren’t answered? Just like the last time. Riley had hoped for negative and gotten positively pregnant, so this time, with his luck he would probably get the opposite.
The alarm blaring, signaling time was up, had Riley almost jumping out of his skin.
He took a couple of deep breaths, and for a moment wished that Grayson was present for this, the alpha’s arms wrapped around him in comfort, as they found out if they would be parents.
Here goes nothing, Riley thought as he turned the first test over, because dork that he was, he had actually laid them face down.
The whoosh of relief that went through his body at the first plus sign almost had Riley on his knees, and when the second one was positive, Riley had put his hand over his mouth and squeed, loudly.
He was pregnant. He was actually pregnant, and this time he got to keep his baby and his alpha wouldn’t leave skid marks on the road out of town.
Riley realized he was also a little sad. He wished that he had waited to share this moment with Grayson and they were experiencing these feelings of joy at the same time.
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